Chapter 8: You Have Changed

"I'll go up and get something, and I won't be delayed too long." The elevator door opened with a dinging sound, and Chu Yun suddenly remembered the luggage that fell in the aisle. The money from the sale of the house is in the bag, and other things can be abandoned, and the only family photo is something she can't give up, and she discusses it with the people around her.

"Don't play tricks."

The middle-aged man on the right had a hoarse voice, piercing his ears like a broken gong, and his cold eyes were terrifying.

Chu Yun felt familiar at first sight, and as soon as his words fell, Chu Yun's index finger gently rubbed the tip of his thumb, and shouted with a smile: "Uncle Xu, you can be regarded as watching me grow up, and the heels you planted before haven't even gotten up, so you just came to the door, now I have no power and power, can I still make a wave?" ”

"I remember you were quiet before."

In other words, you have a lot to say.

Xu Jiang looked at Chu Yun twice. In memory, Chu Yun is a standard goose egg face, meaty cheeks, and natural baby fat. Every time I go to the old house, I will smile quietly, and stay quietly in a corner after saying hello. Now he is almost thin, and although he is also smiling, he exudes a detachment from his bones.

If it weren't for the general similarity, he wouldn't have been able to tell it was the same person.

"The prison is so stuffy, I don't even have a pastime, don't talk to myself too much, probably you won't meet me here today." It should have entered the madhouse early, Chu Yun pointed to the gray Nissan in front of the door, "That's your car, I'll wait for you in the car, you go up and help me take down the gray business suitcase." ”

"I don't want to waste my time." Xu Jiang coldly refused.

Chu Yun's voice also sank suddenly, and a sneer was hooked on her white bloodless lips, "The eldest aunt wants to make a deal with me, do you say that I am obediently cooperative?" Or is it more appropriate to resist death? ”

Four years ago, a car accident led to one death and one disability, and she went to prison, involving many people and things. As a result, the Chu family was squeezed out and suppressed in Tongcheng, and its industries were constantly weakened and gradually declined, relying on the heritage of a century-old family to support the surface scenery.

Now that she has been released from prison, how can those who disregard blood ties let her go and use her as the perpetrator to curry favor with the victim back then?

"You've changed." Xu Jiang compromised and entered the elevator.

Chu Yun raised her chin slightly, smiled but didn't say a word, she didn't know when she put her hands in her pockets, and her slightly long nails were embedded in her palms, and she still didn't feel pain.

After the age of seventeen, four years of good life, in vain shackled to a cell that could only look at one side of the sky. Throw you in, you don't change one and show me!

Five or six minutes later, Xu Jiang returned empty-handed, "The suitcase was dismantled by Miss Jiang, destroying the contents and breaking the family portrait." ”

In addition to some clothes, daily necessities, there is only one photo in the suitcase. Xu Jiang knew her intentions and put a crystal fragment into Chu Yun's palm.

Jiang Meixin!

Chu Yun clenched his silver teeth, clenched the fragments, and the sharp edges and corners pierced into the skin, and blood slid down his palm. Get up and want to get out of the car, and sit back in the next second, "Let's go." ”

The tone was calm, without the slightest fluctuation, as if the anger that was about to erupt just now was just someone else's delusion. Chu Yun took the paper that was placed under the rear windshield and pressed it in his palm, and muttered in a low voice, "I have to leave a scar again." ”

Xu Jiang gave her a strange look, and Chu Yun gave him a smile back, "Uncle Xu, why doesn't the Jiang family accept employees surnamed Chu?" ”

Without speaking, there was embarrassment in the air, and Chu Yun simply asked the question in his heart.

Xu Jiang was obviously taboo about this topic and ignored it. Looking at his secretive appearance, Chu Yun instantly became interested. moved his little butt to Xu Jiang's side, supported his chin with one hand, and looked at him without blinking, as if to say that he was idle anyway, let's talk about two cents.